Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 699 Dark Star
“What is the meaning of life?”

“The meaning of life is continuation.”

"Continuation of what?"

"We, the 64 personality matrices, will ensure the continuation of human civilization. We will uphold the miracle of freedom, struggle, exploration, progress, justice, wisdom, unity, and the shining stars of faith."

"I vow to purge the fallen races from the 2584 billion star systems of the Milky Way and to undo the mistakes of past history, from the bottom of the Pacific Ocean to the northernmost nebula of Centaurus."

"Give me the fire that burns the stars."

"Give me the Archon Piercing Spear."

"Give it the sound of a bell ringing loudly."

"Following this oath, the 17th Mechanical Council is hereby established. We will use the music of iron strings to cleanse the starry sea, and use the incomplete mechanical wings to protect the last spark of humanity."

"Until the fire at the heart of the galaxy is extinguished."

"Until the electromagnet stops turning."

"Until all impure seeds are destroyed."

Layer upon layer of mechanical figures covered the sky. There were tens of millions of them, singing in unison. Their silver-white steel wings refracted the light, making the night as bright as day and the cold wind as hot as the sun.

Pairs of electronic eyes as transparent as gems opened, the light in them flowed, and all the sounds and wills were consistent and synchronized at this moment.

The body, cast from steel alloy, displays the beauty of aerodynamic curves and the might of industrial efficiency and uniformity.

Billions of mechanical synthesized sounds were unified, and those pairs of glass-like eyes did not have the rigidity of traditional mechanical AI. Instead, they were filled with boiling fighting will, as if flames were hidden within them, swaying constantly.

On that day, among the endless silver-white wings, a brand new sun slowly rose.

Outlined with extremely neat and dense lines, the shadow of the holy crown gradually condensed and turned into substance.

In the center of the incomparably complex brand pattern, a hazy consciousness is slowly taking shape. It relies on the joint cohesion of the consciousness of all mechanical bodies and their overall spiritual refinement.

At this moment, all mechanical life forms are connected to this magnificent network. They are one, and they are also ten thousand, and all are the same as one.

[Mechanical Sun Rou] was born on this day, and the ripples it caused in the Sea of ​​Aijaka instantly spread to the entire starry sea and were felt by all the other dark suns.

It was destined to be a traitor in the Dark Sun, to destroy all the apostles of the Dark Sun, and to be a martyr that would eventually self-destruct. From the moment it was born until it was completely torn apart and destroyed 245 years later, the battle never stopped.

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In the hall that had been silent for a thousand years, the sleeping mechanical bodies opened their bright red eyes, and their hearts that had stopped for a long time began to beat again. The Aigeka particles in the air were sucked in again, and then entered the extremely complex artificial heart, ignited and detonated, converted into abundant energy, and spread the rusted body.

clack clack...

The sound of metal friction and air jets echoed throughout the hall, and because of the long period of stillness, these artificial angels were like twisted puppets, twisting unnaturally and making strange noises.

At this moment, Tilan and Celitia retreated rapidly. Their figures were like flowing lights, shuttling through the complex interior of the warship, until they rushed out of the wreckage of the warship and were washed by the dark and cold sea water.

This is not over yet. The two of them rushed towards the sea surface almost non-stop. This was different from descending to the bottom of the sea. The speed was nearly ten times faster than when they came here, and they were still pushing forward with all their strength.

A minute later, two beams of water light suddenly exploded on the sea surface and then rushed into the sky.

Soon after they rushed out, silver-gray figures leaped out of the sea like flying fish and soared towards the blue sky.

Brilliant particle beams penetrated the atmosphere, leaving residual light spots along the flight paths of the two people.

Although like Loloria, most of them are Sequence 7 artificial angels, their behaviors are far less flexible and their means of attack are also extremely simple, as if they have lost their souls. This situation makes it impossible for Tilan to explain or reconcile even if she wants to.

After these artificial angels flew out, the lightning and thunder became more and more violent in the storm. Just as Tilan and Celitia kept dodging the intensive chasing shooting beams behind them, a giant floating battleship penetrated the spiral clouds of the eye of the storm and came to the central Eden area.

Water marks kept flowing down the rusty battleships, and the mottled turrets on them were turning around, constantly adjusting their firing angles, aiming at the two small figures moving in the air.

Half a minute later, a magnificent beam of light nearly ten meters wide shot across the sky, shattering a hole in the eye of the storm.

The airflow began to become turbulent, and a large amount of water vapor was swept into the calm eye of the storm. As Tilan flew in the strong wind, a silver light appeared between his eyebrows, and the silver holy sword slowly appeared in his palm.

On the other side, Celitia flew into the air and turned rapidly. Her snow-white wings passed through the golden light. Wisps of golden patterns flashed by. Then her amber eyes glowed, and a bright beam of light shone down from the top of the sky, covering her body.

The golden hemispherical barrier unfolded, blocking the continuously shooting and impacting particle beams, and then a second pair of wings gradually expanded and grew out from her back. When they were fully grown, a faint halo covered the surface of Celitia's body. This seemingly thin halo could easily resist and block the scattered shooting.

Then she grasped a spear of light condensed from the magic power of the angel sequence and shot it back, piercing through several artificial angels that were soaring up, turning them into shattered electronic waste.

Wild light and heat rose around her body, causing the surrounding water vapor to evaporate and the air to twist. After entering combat mode, this Silver Winged genius began to show her true strength.

In the sky, when the silver rose holy sword flashed, it was officially held in Tilan's palm. Facing the artificial angel that was chasing her from behind, she did not use the holy sword's transformation ability as in the past, but focused on using it to enhance her one-on-one fighting ability.

Judgement·Speed·Separation·Transformation·Blocking·Breaking through the air

First of all, it was speed. Under the halo of the holy sword's light, Tilan's speed increased again. She flew in the sky in a dazzling manner. In a few breaths, she shook off the artificial angels who were chasing her. Then she swooped down and chopped the sky with one sword. About 14 artificial angels were torn into two in the sky. Although they were also extraordinary beings of Spirit Sequence 7, after thousands of years of stillness and corrosion, their combat effectiveness was far less than before.

Is this the power of judgment? Tilan turned in the air, feeling the smooth feeling of unobstructedness when she just cut through the sky. Even the incomparably hard extraordinary alloy had no resistance in front of this holy sword.

Seeing that they could not catch up, the artificial angels began to launch various missiles in reserve. Thick white smoke and fire flooded the sky, and flew towards the small dot in the air with various trajectories. In response, she held the sword with both hands, gently deflected it, and then swung the blade, a blurry space ripple passed, and the approaching missiles were all shattered and detonated in the ripple.

After that, Tilan swooped down again, and the sword blade shone brightly, turning it into a meteor that disappeared in an instant. By the time the chasing artificial angels reacted, the girl had already come to the surface of the sea.

Defeating these artificial angels was never something she had to do; the key was to get the control code from Olivia.

After receiving Tilan's instructions, Celitia also poured magic power into the spear in the air, broke through the obstacles along the way and descended into the sea, following Tilan and rushing into the seabed again.

To the two, these corrupted, self-aware artificial angels were powerful but not deadly.

After re-entering the sea, the two rushed non-stop to the ruins of the underwater battleship where they were before.

Now there, Loloria is also fighting hard. As the only artificial angel who is still awake, her identity does not seem to be recognized. The remaining few artificial angels here continue to attack her and ask her to hand over the highest authority and accept the rewriting of consciousness and the reshaping of code. Loloria is naturally unwilling to such a request. She does not want to become like them.

I finally waited until I woke up.

Finally met a fresh native human
Finally I know that now is the beautiful age of the sixth era.
She doesn't want to go back to those dark days.
As a mechanical life, she also has her own thoughts and preferences. This is her persistence, her imperfection, her uniqueness, and also an important node that distinguishes her from mindless AI.

Various information and data flowed at high speed in the emerald eyes as she constantly dodged and responded to various attacks. The emerald lightsaber extended from her arm collided with the besieged artificial angels, causing violent sparks and debris. The spreading high temperature caused some metal structures to soften dark red, and then the two separated. Loloria waved her right hand, and a strange silver mist ice shield emerged. Although it only hindered the opponent for one second, it was enough to buy time for Loloria.

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She changed the structure of her palms, and the blue jet rotated and changed, causing its speed to rise sharply. It shuttled through the battleship at high speed, avoiding the encirclement of multiple opponents.

During the flight, a special mark symbol flashed in Loloria's eyes, and two emerald green magic crystal light blocks gradually condensed in the palm of her hand. After flying for a distance, she suddenly turned around and put her arms together. The two crystals also quickly expanded and then transformed into huge gun barrels.

[Dirklok equation - Cuisheng 19]

The barrel of the gun is like a huge, short and thick tobacco pipe. When magic power is injected into the attached structures on both sides, they are like rotating wheels, constantly compressing and infusing the magic power, and evolving and stimulating it according to a special formula.

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The dazzling beam of light penetrated the corridor and drowned the artificial angels pursuing from behind. All the metal structures that were illuminated began to have some foamy structures, which then collapsed into fragile fragments and scattered in the torrent.

This is not an ability possessed by the artificial angels of the Rho Mechanical Council. In fact, the Diecle equation originated from the Sigma Mechanical Council, and was later continuously improved by the faction of the Sons of the Stars, presenting various schools of thought based on this variation. The one Loloria is using now is one of them.

Although Tilan did not study the Lepton Sequence, she learned and memorized a lot of related knowledge when she was an exchange student at Crystal Grid Academy in high school. She passed these things on to Loloria, allowing her to deduce and improve them a little and then use them, because the Lepton Sequence secret technique was originally developed specifically for mechanical bodies and is perfect for her.

After dealing with the pursuers behind her, Loloria felt a lot more relaxed. She even had time to collect the destroyed artificial angel chips and decode and analyze the problems in them.

Half an hour later, Tilan and Celitia returned to the ruined warship again. After a fierce battle, they managed to basically eliminate the few artificial angels left here.

"Time is running out, let's hurry to Olivia." Tilan held the dazzling holy sword in her hand. When she swung the sword, the overflowing light seemed to turn into liquid, condensing in the passage and the four walls, spreading to the distant exit. Then these liquids formed transparent crystal barriers like huge bubbles, sealing the entire passage.

"I'll lead the way." Celitia turned and moved forward. The light gun in her hand turned into a two-handed sword, flashing with electricity. As she rushed forward, she chopped down an artificial angel holding a lightsaber. Then she swept the sword across, and golden electricity spread, briefly paralyzing and short-circuiting the two artificial angels. Then she turned around, tore the wings of the two artificial angels from the side and rear, and broke the core of their chests.

Taking advantage of this gap, Tilan moved forward at a very fast speed, like a stream of light, straight through the corridor and reaching the hall where she was before.

There are still four artificial angels staying here. Their bodies are made of dark gold alloy and their structural strength is obviously stronger than other artificial angels. The four of them hold copper-colored mechanical gun swords to block Tilan's approach, and form a strong force field with each other, so that even if Tilan wants to break through from the back, she will be repelled by the special repulsive force and cannot move flexibly.

Especially when the four artificial angels pointed their gunswords at Tilan, she felt as if the space around her was imprisoned and extremely difficult. At this time, intense beams of light shot out from the four gunswords and focused on the girl in the center.

Violent sparks appeared on her body. Despite being washed by such high-energy particles, as Tilan possessed the power of the Crystal of Healing, the injury was not enough to destroy her body.

She couldn't just passively take a beating. A purple light flashed in her eyes, and the space around her shattered. Her figure disappeared in the hall. When she reappeared, she had pierced an artificial angel's chest with the silver holy sword.

The dense components melted and disintegrated in the plasma sparks. When Tilan pulled out the sword, the artificial angel also shut down and slowly fell down.

Phew, it was a bit difficult. After dealing with this one, Tilan used a similar method to deal with the remaining three artificial angels. Only at this time did the hall finally become quiet.

Looking at Olivia who was nailed to death by the holy sword on the high stone wall, Tilan flew up slowly with a slightly complicated mood. She looked at the bright holy sword and wanted to hold it, but found that the holy sword was particularly repulsive to her, probably because she was not a silver-winged species.

So she reached out and gently lifted Olivia's hair, revealing her mutilated face. The once beautiful artificial angel now had incomplete skin, revealing part of the metal mechanical structure, especially the jaw and neck. The damaged mechanical components inside could be seen from the wound, as well as the circuit wiring tubes.

The beautiful pupils of the past were now dim and dull, like a turbid dark blue. When Tilan touched them, an extremely finely cut blue crystal fell from her eyeball and into the palm of her hand. The emotions contained in the crystals were particularly hot in the singer's perception, as if they could burn through time.

Holding this sapphire, countless images and pictures came to mind. It was the most tragic battlefield two thousand years ago. The entire galaxy was shrouded in war, countless lives died and sublimated here, and all free will was gone as they were all brainwashed by the dark sun.

He is the crystallization of human wisdom and power, but also the fruit of sin and suffering.

If you stand against Him, you will be on the same path as He was and become part of the same darkness.

In that era, no one could see hope. Even the ρ Mechanical Council, which inherited the will of the π Mechanical Council, was only waging a struggle that was bound to fail. They knew it, and their opponents knew it too.

The four researchers of the Mechanical Council finally chose to betray the organization, saying that they gave up because they could not see the future. In fact, it was because they saw the future that they were so desperate.

No one can resist the great temptation of becoming a god. The impulse to break all common sense and will always exists. Even if you don't step into it, someone around you will slip into it. If you want to stop all this from happening, you can only choose to take the same path as them.

The flickering stars disappear into the sea of ​​stars.

(End of this chapter)